So guys there's this new story I wrote, if you're interested its called The Shadow's Mate.
Here's a little treat from piece inside the book;
"Fuck," he mutters, "Why the fuck do you have to smell so fucking good? I can't hold back anymore." He walks towards me, his eyes getting darker with each step he takes.
I don't know why, once again, but I do not move, I wait for his touch like a drug addict waiting for her next hit.
Shit, what's wrong with me? There's someone out there that I love, right? There has to be. But who again?
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RandomI sit up staight, smiling and staring down at him, "I. Am. Sure." I lean down, running my hands along his tonned chest as I give him a peck on the lips, "I want you to be my first." *** Her mistake was loving him. His mistake was leaving her for his...
